Hearing his name and feeling Draco tighten his limbs around him only spurred Harry on more, almost leaving behind the tender pace that he'd acquired. His fingers wrung harder and faster around Draco's length, smearing the precome around with his thumb. "Draco, Draco, Draco," he whispered, nudging his face to the side so he could kiss the curve of his neck and attach his mouth to the spot just behind his ear.
Sadly, it wasn't going to take Harry long to reach his climax, and never wanted this to end. It felt so good. It had been so long. His stomach muscles were already constricting and he shuddered against him bodily, moaning into his ear. "Close," he whimpered.
A glistening sheen of sweat broke out over his body and his thrusts became wild for a moment, then he paused completely. He lifted his head to look down at Draco, face contorting in pleasure. His black hair fell into his eyes and he gasped before pushing into him one final time before flooding his passage with his release.
Draco's body undulated beneath Harry's matching his strokes against him, slapping their bodies together wetly as they were both glistening with their eforts. Draco pressed his head against the pillow, groaning loudly, loving the sound of his name on Harry's lips, the kissing, the snuggling, how sex with Harry didn't feel like a violation or anything horrid. He felt close to him. Loved. Cared about.
Still, his nails bit into the other man's back. "Yes... close too," he whispered back to him as he rocked against him, shuddering with each thrust that touched that spot inside of him. He inhaled deeply as his body knotted up and just before Harry released inside of him, his prick thickened and spewed between them. He leaned up and kissed over Harry's face, pushing his damp hair back from his face. "I need you," he whispered against his scar. "I need you so much."
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Sadly, it wasn't going to take Harry long to reach his climax, and never wanted this to end. It felt so good. It had been so long. His stomach muscles were already constricting and he shuddered against him bodily, moaning into his ear. "Close," he whimpered.
A glistening sheen of sweat broke out over his body and his thrusts became wild for a moment, then he paused completely. He lifted his head to look down at Draco, face contorting in pleasure. His black hair fell into his eyes and he gasped before pushing into him one final time before flooding his passage with his release.
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Still, his nails bit into the other man's back. "Yes... close too," he whispered back to him as he rocked against him, shuddering with each thrust that touched that spot inside of him. He inhaled deeply as his body knotted up and just before Harry released inside of him, his prick thickened and spewed between them. He leaned up and kissed over Harry's face, pushing his damp hair back from his face. "I need you," he whispered against his scar. "I need you so much."
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